Well, bah-humbug to you, too.
Well, bah-humbug to you, too.
My compromise is that we only watch Christmas movies from Thanksgiving through the end of the year (and that’s a lot since we don’t have TV), and she decorates the house, and she cooks me fish sometimes.
Christmas to me is mall traffic (which I no longer do) credit card debt (which we no longer do) and cancer causing sweets (which I avoid as much as humanly possible). My southern gospel band wanted me to play Christmas and New Years with them. I said no can do, though I am singing in the Christmas choir tomorrow.
I think Christmas season is just too darned divisive these days. I prefer to celebrate it every day.